We don't usually see this side of Hutch's Venice Place apartment.  We are used to seeing the right side as he walks in the door, the greenhouse side.  But in Vendetta, we get a good and rare view of the other side.  I love the bookshelves, and the black and white pictures.  We see he still has the same desk and lamp as the canal house and I suppose ( Read more... )

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So mortmere since you like looking at Starsky's apartment in Running, what do you make of this?  I've posted this question before, but so far I don't think anyone really knows what this hunk of metal in Starsky's kitchen is.


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Is anyone here going to SHareCon from the Northeast?  I'm going from Connecticut and I'm wondering if anyone wants to drive or train together.  My plan is Amtrack from New Haven early early early friday morning to be there by 11 or 12, but I can adjust to Thursday eve and/or car, or whatever, if someone wants, like me, to travel with a companion if

This is a little mini story in answer to Prompt Fic week 47 on the LJ S&H community page.
This is in answer to prompt: Starsky+Hutch; the most boring stakeout ever (until it wasn't)

gen, about 1900 words

You can find it here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7706569

nabbed from provencepuss, wightfaerie, and dawnebeth.

I don't usually do these, but okay, I'll give it a whirl.
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Hello f-list.

I just wanted to let you know of a new fic by frescadpThis is a deeply painful fic.  Like with St. Cloud or Crab Sandwiches, reading it is kind of like putting your tongue on a cankersore and pressing down-- even though it hurts you just can't stop.  The subject is is almost too much to bear, but the writing is perfect and dead on and well ( Read more... )

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They strode passed the bar with a synchronized lift of their chins and nod of their heads which he understood to mean both “Hi Hug.” and “Coupla beers, please.” Then they wove their way to the back booth.

Starsky and Hutch had a way of carrying their weariness with a certain dignity, as if the necessity of it was taken for granted, just part of ( Read more... )